I remember thinking at some point in time, “Thank you Jesus for not giving me girls…I can’t take that kind of drama!” Naive….so, so naive.
I love those stinky, crazy boys of mine, but MAN…they can bring the drama! This morning, Gremlin decided to push the “obeying” boundary. He lost – and really I did too. We’re both so dang stubborn.
Oldman, on the other hand, is in the local high school Christmas musical (The Christmas Carol) and I’m trying to teach him to act a bit more. He knows what line and movement is coming next and visually anticipates it. “Mom, I had no idea acting with singing and dancing could be so hard!” Thankfully, he loves it and has a beautiful voice. The only real drama coming from him is because he’s playing young Ebenezer, they want him to sing in his high voice and that’s killing his studly mojo factor. (eye roll)
On the personal front, November is a drama month for me as it is. It sucks…can’t shake it really. Most years, I dive into the Christmas thing and it preoccupies my mind. This year, I’m up to my eyeballs in so much “stuff to do” that I can barely see past today.
Maybe some Christmas music will get me going? We’ll see…it’s definitely cold enough out there to feel like Christmas! Hmmm…what’s up on the Christmas hotlist this season…Justin Bieber…really? No. Not happening. Good kid but doesn’t yank my chain. Michael Buble isn’t too shabby but…Ahhhh…here we go…. John Denver and The Muppets. My soul is healed…